"Ah... No way! I want to drink water!" Xie Yao said weakly, paralyzed on the mule. en8.

They are in an unknown hill north of Xianhua City.

In the North City of Xianhua City, they obtained identification, a few changes of clothes, and a lot of dry food.

After leaving the official road, there is no post station, no inn. The place that can be repaired is either the farmhouse in the deserted village or the hunter's hut in the mountains. Because most of the time is spent in the wild, food is a must.

Unfortunately, although Xie Yao thought about food, he completely forgot about water. They walked for almost a day, although Ah Qing didn't say anything, Xie Yao was already wailing.

Ah Qing thought for a while, and took the teapot from the unfamiliar old man from his neck.

"I hear the water, there should be a stream ahead. Use this to get you some water?"

Xie Yao felt a little embarrassed when he heard it, he was almost twenty, how could he even need a child to take care of drinking water. On the way, Ah Qing did not say a word, nor did he show an unbearable expression. Instead, he, the person who proposed the journey, caused all kinds of trouble.

"Give me the pot and I'll pour the water." Xie Yao said. After speaking, Xie Yao was surprised to find that he was actually seeking the opinion of this child.

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"Aman." Yun Qing nodded, then whispered in Aman's ear, "You protect him."

Aman didn't move, his eyes fixed on Xie Yao.

Xie Yao was horrified by him, and quickly said: "No, no! I'll just go by myself! It's not safe for you to stay here alone..."

"Aman." Yun Qing called again, his tone was calm. But Aman roared in pain and gently put him down from his shoulders.

Then he grabbed Xie Yao and walked towards the place where the sound of the water came from without looking back.

Yun Qing stood alone in the dark shadow of a tree. Black hair slightly blocked his face, his expression unpredictable.

"Come out." He said indifferently towards somewhere in the jungle.

Except for the sound of the wind blowing the grass and trees, there was nothing. It was almost sunset now, and with the old trees blocking the sunlight, it was so dark in the forest that I could not see my feet.

Yun Qing sighed: "Aman is not by my side. You can come out and we will talk alone."

"A square inch is boundless." An ethereal voice sounded from all directions.

Suddenly the sound of grass and trees disappeared. Not only the grass and trees, all the sounds, the wind, the howls of animals, the sound of streams, all disappeared. "Ya*wen*yan*qing*first*post"

This small world seems to be split from nature.

"Hand over your things and spare you!" The voice gradually became clearer.

In front of Yun Qing was a man in a white robe. The dust-free white robe dragged on the ground, but there was a sense of lightness and weightlessness.

"Can you fly?" Yun Qing suddenly asked an unrelated question.

"Hand over your things and spare you!" The white-robed man repeated this sentence mechanically.

"I heard that cultivators with high realm can fly." Yun Qing turned towards the white-robed man, his eyes still closed, "If you are willing to take me to see above the clouds, I will give you the things. "

The man in white robe seemed to be silent for a while: "I can get that thing just by killing you."

Yun Qing sighed: "Why are the guys in the Hundred Thousand Mountains just like you...not cute."

The white-robed man stopped talking, his robe was slightly raised, and it flew like leaves in the wind. This small space was filled with the mighty aura he brought.

"Death to evil obstacles!" His voice came from all directions, and the white clothes turned into shadows without a trace.

One after another dazzling white light lit up, and under the cover of this white light, the real body of the white-robed man suddenly attacked Yunqing.

"Hey..." Yun Qing sighed softly, standing still.

However, the assassination that he thought would be hand-to-hand was not successful. Before Baipao lost consciousness, he saw the boy's dark eyes.

After a while, Aman carried Xie Yao back to the place.

Yun Qing sat under the tree, looking a little tired. He was also playing with a small glass cup in his hand.

"Pour me some water." Yun Qing handed the small cup to them.

Xie Yao was curious about how he knew that it must be the two of them, not some bad guy. He took the small cup and poured some water from the stream into it.

The stream swayed a subtle luster in the small cup, and this light was intertwined with the lines on the original cup, forming two complicated ancient characters. Due to the constant changes in the light, these two words still vibrated slightly, as if alive.

"Fangcun...?" Xie Yao read out these two words, "Is this the same set as that pot? I saw such words written on the pot when I was just cleaning it."

"Well, Fangcunzhan and Tiandi pot. It's a set." Ah Qing nodded with a smile and sips her saliva.

"The workmanship is so exquisite...it's just...this thing should only exist in the sky!" Xie Yao exclaimed.

"A gift from someone who is destined...cough..." Ah Qing didn't say much, he covered his mouth and coughed a few times, "First find a place to stay..."

Xie Yao only thought that he was choking on the water, so he took the mule and walked towards the mountainside. Generally, there will be cabins built by hunters for temporary settlements in such places.

Aman hugged Yun Qing, he looked worriedly and anxiously at the bloodshot slowly oozing between Yun Qing's fingers.

"It's okay, it's okay... Fangcunzhan can't hurt me." Yun Qing patted the big man on the head to comfort him, but more blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.

The big man's expression was extremely flustered, and he opened his mouth to let out a howl, but A Qing stopped him.

"It's really okay, Aman, don't worry...cough..." Ah Qing's face was expressionless, and her voice was as flat as ever, "The Book of Heaven has not yet fully fitted me. It must be in constant contact with nature to be stable... So Fangcun just now. When the lamp was isolated from the world, I was affected a little..."

"I have to find a way to cultivate the Tao... otherwise it's not just a matter of being blind..."

"Aman, do you understand?" Yun Qing was slightly out of breath after speaking for such a long paragraph.

Aman tore off a piece of animal skin, wiped the blood on him, and then put away the animal skin.

"Thank you." Yun Qing closed his eyes and said warmly.

"Here! It's here! I didn't expect it to be so close..." Xie Yao, who was walking in front, exclaimed excitedly.

He pointed to a simple wooden shack and said to the two: "This is the hunter's hut. Hunters often spend the night here. Maybe they can find some meat inside!"

"Let's see if there are any traps around..." Yun Qing's voice sounded a little sleepy.

Xie Yao was reminded by him that there were many traps in the place where Orion stayed to guard against wild beasts.

He suddenly felt something akin to awe for the child. Xie Yao opened his eyes wide and poked with a wooden stick on the ground, and he really found a few big pits and animal traps hidden under the fallen leaves.

He swept out a safe trail and let Amang hold Yunqing in his arms first. Then he hid the traps again, and then walked into the cabin step by step.

As soon as the door of the chalet opened, a rotten breath rushed in.

"Cough...cough!" Yun Qing was agitated by the smoke and coughed more and more. Looking at the posture, the lungs are also coughing out.

Xie Yao was startled by him, and hurriedly waved his sleeves and fanned.

"Sprinkling water...cough..." Yun Qing said a few vague words while coughing. He covered his mouth with one hand and pointed at the pot hanging on Aman's neck with the other.

Xie Yao hurriedly took off the pot and sprinkled the remaining water all over the floor of the wooden house.

"...Huh." After he let out a long breath, he had time to take a closer look at the wooden house.

I couldn't see it clearly because of the dust just now. It's really weird to see this wooden house now.

No bed, no table, no chair. empty. In the middle stood a large stove with a dark cauldron on it. There are some wooden shelves on the four walls. don't know what it was before. There was a candlestick on each of the four corners of the room. The lamp body was terribly dirty, and the corners of the walls were also smoked and blackened.

There is always this rotten smell in the room. Gives a very depressing feeling.

"It's a little cold." Ah Qing frowned.

It was colder inside than in the woods outside. A gloomy and cold aura kept coming from the surroundings.

"Light up the stove. We'll leave at dawn tomorrow." Xie Yao also felt that the wooden house was a little weird, but there was no other place to go in the wild mountains and mountains, so he could only take it for a while.

"Amon, go get some wood, we have to set up a place to sleep."

Aman reluctantly placed Yun Qing in a slightly cleaner place, and let him face the stove to warm himself up later.

Xie Yao began to wander around the room looking for a poker. They bought the tools for starting the fire, but the things to set the fire can only be picked up.

As a result, the room was really empty, as if there was nothing but this tripod. Xie Yao searched for a long time, crouched down in the corner, the candlestick was slender and long, barely usable.

He reached out to pick up the candlestick, but suddenly found that the candlestick was firmly nailed to the ground. Now Xie Yao feels more and more strange, who would nail the candlestick to the ground? Could it be that Orion is used for special purposes?

But can't control so much right now. The temperature difference between day and night in the mountains is huge. Now it's almost night, and the temperature drops sharply. Yun Qing seems to be in bad health all the time, and he can't be said to be strong. If someone gets sick at this juncture, it is absolutely impossible. So the stove has to be lit.

He pulled the candlestick vigorously, shook it from side to side, and took a long time to break it bit by bit.

"Hey...!" A flamethrower came from behind him.

Xie Yao stood in the corner, holding half a candlestick ready to be used as a poker, and turned around blankly.

A faint blue flame suddenly appeared in the stove that had been extinguished for an unknown number of years.

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